Chapter 62

But the casual way he stood there, the things he said, as if it was a great bore? Only what else could he do if he'd to have her people tag along, especially with him, the very great Wolf of Lochalpin, but yawn? And complain?Well, that required every ounce of her restraint to suffer in silence. She wouldn't debase herself begging.

"When?" she said.

"When? Why, when me and the boys—"

"When do you want us to go?"

The silence was horrible. Pray God her face didn't whiten as if it had been drained. It had taken her years to get to this moment and now she had she was unsure she wanted it. To think that only a moment ago, in time that hadn't been lived then, she'd actually worried herself--not just about facing this man--about what people might say if they were together.Why not fall down laughing, on the ground now, and be done with it?

To add to what gripped her, that beguiling body shifted so close, she swore she felt his eyes boring into her skull.

"Princess …"